Ms. Gojo thought she was dating an ordinary person's boyfriend.

It was already very late when I got off the Ferris wheel.

The black sedan drove smoothly through the streets of Tokyo, with soothing music playing inside.

Yuji Itadori and Junpei Yoshino, who were completely out of their element, were sitting in the back row and had long since succumbed to sleepiness, their heads touching and their bodies swaying precariously.

Kikawa Sumi gripped the steering wheel with both hands, her eyes fixed on the road ahead.

Gojo Satoru sat in the passenger seat, resting his chin on his hand. His azure eyes, not hidden by sunglasses, boldly traced the profile of Kikkawa Sumi in the flickering neon lights outside the car window.

The car came to a stop downstairs at Shunping's house.

"Yujin, Junpei, wake up, we're here." Sumi Kikawa gently woke up the two boys in the back row.

The two men, rubbing their sleepy eyes, got out of the car and stood under the streetlight, obediently waving to the two people in the car: "Dr. Kikawa, Mr. Gojo, thank you so much for today! Take care on the road!"

Kikawa Sumi lowered the car window and replied with a gentle smile, "Go back and get some rest. Goodnight."

Gojo Satoru waved and laughed, "Go to sleep early~"

It wasn't until she watched them push open the door and enter the house that Sumi Kichikawa turned her gaze away.

He rolled up the car window, shutting out the cicadas' chirping outside.

Just then, he frowned almost imperceptibly, raised the back of his hand to his lips, and couldn't help but let out a long yawn.

A slight redness and moisture appeared at the corners of her eyes.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Gojo Satoru was idly fiddling with his seatbelt when he heard the noise and immediately turned his head.

In the dim light of the carriage, Gojo Satoru keenly noticed the lingering weariness between Sumi Kichikawa's brows.

He leaned slightly closer, his voice tinged with concern: "What's wrong, Xiao Cheng? Are you tired?"

Kikawa Sumi rubbed her temples, not denying it, but simply nodding slightly, her voice a little hoarse: "Hmm... a little."

"Then let's go home and sleep!" Gojo Satoru immediately decided, leaning over to give Sumi Kikawa a loud kiss on the cheek.

"Let's go, let's go home, let's go home~"

Back at the apartment, the two tacitly went to wash up separately.

After taking a shower, Gojo Satoru casually dried his dripping white hair with a towel as he walked to the balcony. He then made a call to Ijichi to confirm the schedule for tomorrow's college.

When he hung up the phone and pushed open the bedroom door, accompanied by a cool night breeze, he was unexpectedly stunned.

Only a dim bedside lamp was left on in the room.

Sumire Kawakawa was already lying in bed.

He lay on his side, his breathing even and deep, clearly having fallen into a deep sleep.

Gojo Satoru paused slightly in the hand holding the towel.

This was the first time that Sumi Kichikawa had fallen asleep without waiting for him.

In the past, no matter how late it was, even if Susumu Kikkawa had just finished her night shift the day before, as long as Satoru Gojo was still lingering outside, Susumu Kikkawa would lean against the headboard and quietly wait for him to sleep together.

Today, he even only dried his hair halfway before falling asleep completely unprepared.

"Looks like I'm really exhausted today..."

Gojo Satoru muttered something under his breath.

He walked over quietly, casually draped the towel over the back of the chair, and then carefully turned off the bedside lamp.

In the darkness, Gojo Satoru lifted another corner of the blanket and gently lay down inside.

He skillfully reached out and pulled the body, which exuded the pleasant scent of fir, into his arms. Then, like a big cat that had finally found a comfortable nest, he buried his face in the crook of Kikawa Sumi's neck and closed his eyes contentedly.

Rest days are always short, and before you know it, it's time to go back to work.

The number of patients in the pediatric outpatient clinic remained as high as ever, and the corridors were filled with the cries of children and the anxious voices of parents.

After a morning of intense, non-stop consultations, Sumi Kikawa finally got her lunch break.

Instead of organizing the medical records as usual, he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes wearily, and wanted to take a short nap before the next patient came in.

"Knock knock".

There was a gentle knock on the door, and Nurse Kobayashi pushed it open with several lab reports in her hand: "Dr. Qichuan, these are for the patient in bed number three..."

Her words stopped abruptly when she saw Sumi Kichikawa.

Upon hearing the sound, Sumi Kichikawa slowly opened her eyes.

He sat up straight, rubbed his temples, trying to suppress the weariness that seemed to seep from his very bones, and smiled gently: "Here you go, Xiaolin."

Nurse Kobayashi stepped forward and handed him the form, but couldn't help looking at him with concern: "Dr. Kikawa...didn't you sleep well last night? You look a little pale."

"No, I slept very well last night." Sumi Kichikawa shook her head slightly, her lips still bearing that gentle smile. "I was probably just... a little sleepy."

Nurse Kobayashi was stunned, a feeling of disbelief welling up inside her.

To the medical staff in the entire department, and even the entire hospital, Sumi Kikawa was like a gentle yet precise instrument that never gets tired.

No matter how many hours he worked non-stop, he always remained calm and energetic, as if nothing could deplete his energy.

And now, Dr. Kichikawa, who is never tired, is saying that he is "a little sleepy".

This is simply unbelievable.

But seeing that Sumi Kichikawa had already lowered her head to look at the test results, Nurse Kobayashi didn't dare to ask any more questions. She could only tell her, "Please get some rest," and then left with a belly full of doubts.

In the evening, after getting off work, Sumi Kikawa drove to a newly opened upscale restaurant for couples in the city center, which requires reservations a month in advance.

Today is their one-month anniversary, and they've agreed to celebrate together.

Kikawa Sumi parked the car and stood under the ornamental tree at the restaurant entrance to wait.

Not long after, that extremely eye-catching tall figure walked over into the night.

Today, Gojo Satoru was wearing a high-quality dark trench coat, still sporting his signature black sunglasses, and carrying an exquisitely packaged dessert box. He was walking briskly towards us.

However, when Gojo Satoru was still a dozen steps away from Kikkawa Sumi, his steps suddenly stopped without warning.

In his "six-eyed" vision, what should have been a pure, clean, and untainted area around "Sumi Kikawa" was now occupied by several low-level cursed spirits that were twisted like mud and emitted a foul stench.

They were like flies attracted by some sudden scent, timidly wriggling in the shadows at Sumi Kichikawa's feet.

How is this possible?!

Gojo Satoru's breath suddenly stopped for a moment.

You see, since he met Sumi Kirikawa, what has been most incredible to him is the "emptiness" in Sumi Kirikawa that seems to be able to purify everything.

As long as you are near Sumireki, all negative emotions and cursed spirits will be dispelled by an invisible force, creating an absolutely clean blank space.

But now, this absolute blank space has actually been broken.